"So, am I going to get to use the stone again?" Zoe asked. "You know, to try and fix what I did to myself." She pointed at her hair and her large breasts.
"Uh, yeah," Jon replied.
"I can't believe I was such an idiot, making that wish."
"It could have happened to anyone," Jon said.
"Yeah, but not just anyone was holding a magic stone at the time."
"Okay, you've got a point."
"What I really wish was that Tiffany wasn't walking by at the time." Tiffany Sanders was one of Sarah McMillan's best friends. She had blonde hair and D-cup breasts. Now she was one of Kyla Leeson's best friends.
"We'll figure something out. Don't worry about it," Jon reassured.
Zoe smiled and touched Jon's hand. "You're a great friend, Jon."
"Well, I am your brother."
She grinned again, then went back to finishing her meal.
When Jon was finished with his lunch, he looked up just in time to see Sarah getting tripped by Kyla. Her tray went flying through the air and she landed on the floor with a thump.
Oh no, here we go, Jon thought. This sort of thing happened a lot. Sometimes it was a Goth that the popular crowd picked on, sometimes it was a geek. But it was always someone. Apparently, they needed to pick on people to get their laughs.
Kyla and her cheerleader friends fell into a riot of laughter, calling Sarah names like "weirdo" and "freak". Stephanie and Sabrina ran to their friend's aid and helped her up.
"Oh, did the freak trip and fall?" Kyla teased.
Sarah stomped over to her and yelled at her right in the face. "Fuck you, Kyla!"
A couple of "lunch room monitors" briskly walked to where the two girls were and pulled them apart. Both of them were ordered to the principal's office.
"Those two are going to kill each other. Just wait," Zoe said, standing up with her empty tray.
Jon stood up himself and threw his trash away. It was time to go to his next class.
